Nicholas Tesla once said, “If you want to find the secrets of the universe, think in terms of energy, frequency, and vibration.” It’s in these fields that we will learn how the inner mechanics of the world ticks. But since most of us aren’t engineering inventors whose life’s work changed how humanity understands the natural laws and physics of the world, let’s break down what he means in laymen’s terms. Let’s make it real simple.
What goes around, comes around. What you put out is brought back to you. What you do sets off an intangible (other times, totally tangible) effect. Sometimes it takes years to circle back around or it can happen next week. Then there are times it happens instantly. What’s the best revenge to get on someone? I adhere to the school of thought that if you seek retribution, you should prepare two graves. But, if karma wants to step in open a can of whoop a*s, I’m all about it. I love it when karma cleans up. Just be careful what you wish for, and remember that life always circles back. Read on for karma comin’ in hot like a boomerang. There’s the good, the bad and the ugly.
28. They Didn’t Take His Uncle Seriously So His Uncle Took Everyone
“My uncle used to own a hardware store in our sh*tty little town.
He wanted to put up a cover between two buildings that he owned but the town council wouldn’t let him. They never gave any real reason like, ‘we need to leave the area uncovered because of XYZ building codes.’ They just went on a power trip and said, ‘you’re not gonna do it!’
Eventually due to some other power trips my uncle threatened to move his shop a few towns over. Town council went all, ‘you’re not gonna do it!’ in an ‘I dare you’ way. So my uncle did just that.
If I remember correctly, he paid the most in taxes so all the money the town was getting from him disappeared.
Most of his employees were in high school and couldn’t drive. When he moved, the kids went with him. Since the parents had to drive their kids to their job they decided they would also pick up groceries and other things they needed while they were in the new town. So the cloth shop and grocery store went out of business. Since no one could get what they needed in our small town, just about everyone moved.
Now the town is run down and there’s barely anything here. My dad said it used to be a nice little town. Now hardly anyone lives here and everything is falling in.
My uncle even warned the council, ‘if I leave I will take this town with me.’ But they didn’t listen.” iamliterallyinsane
27. He Was Told To Stand There Holding A Rock So He Did Until He Couldn’t
“I was at a church camping trip for boys at Yosemite. One of the guys in charge was new and a real douche. He made it his goal in life to punish every kid. I was a real rule-follower, so he couldn’t punish me and he started getting angry about that. He would even drop comments like ‘your turn is coming,’ etc.
Now, when I was younger, I was really thin and small, but in my mind, I was like all the other kids and mentally tough, so this got me in trouble.
I would get injured on these trips and the head guy was always getting in trouble with my parents for not keeping me safe.
So one of the rules is that nobody can ever be alone. If you are caught alone at any time, you are in trouble. So, we’re getting the campfire ready for lunch, and some kid comes running up to the group and says that there’s a woman bathing naked in the river. All the kids get up and run to go see. So, to not be alone, I have to go with the group. Now, I don’t go to the edge and look, because I didn’t feel like it was right to go spy on the poor woman just trying to enjoy nature.
Anyway, douche-leader sees his opportunity and says that since I got up and went over with the group, I was also in trouble, despite the fact that I had no other choice.
Punishment at this camp was holding a giant rock over your head. Somehow, I was the only one that got in trouble (not everyone else that looked, proving that he didn’t care about actual rules but just that he had power over everyone). I was supposed to hold this rock over my head for 15 minutes and then come back. Of course, he was too lazy to oversee punishments, so I was supposed to do this alone (which is another problem, since there are bears and perverts around, no kid is supposed to be alone).
So finally, since I didn’t deserve this punishment, I was going to take this guy down. So I dropped the rock on my head on purpose. Then I just laid there. I could feel a large bump rising on my head. I must have laid there for about 35 minutes.
Finally, they realized that I didn’t show up for lunch and someone asked where I was and then everyone ran over to see me laying there with a rock next to my head. I said that the last thing that I remembered is that my arms were getting weak holding the rock over my head.
Then the leader checked my head and found the bump. He was livid because now he had to tell my mom I got hurt again.
When asked why I was holding a rock over my head, I made sure to let them know that it was jerk-face’s punishment. He tried to deny it, but 25 young voices called him ‘liar’ simultaneously since they had all endured the same punishment.
Douche-leader was stripped of his power and spent the rest of the camp as just another camper. In fact, he called someone and left a day early. It was his first and last activity with the group.” PRMan99
26. He Really Didn’t Mean To Fall On Him
“I was rock climbing and this guy who was my belayer for the day was kind of a d*ck.
Well no surprise, d*ckwad spends most of his time flirting with a cute girl who is friendly but seriously not into him. He gets chewed out by our lead for not paying attention, which means he continues to not pay attention as he is incapable of picking up cues. Well, there’s me, twenty-five feet or so off the ground with my rope slack and feeling my hands slipping because I’m just running out of steam. Now having told him three times to pick up the slack, I look down and see he’s completely ignoring me to chat with this girl again.
My mistake was looking down, as I reach to re-adjust my weakening hold and slip. The rope shoots out of his limp, sausage-like fingers and I began to fall (I know a properly tied off rope shouldn’t do that. I don’t know how he f*cked that up too). My only thought is if I’m going to fall, I’ll damn well land on him.
Well, I did. I landed straight on his cushy, a**hole body. I was barely injured. He was taken to hospital after having 80 odd kilos land on him from two stories up. I never happened to see him at that rock climbing club again.” BlazingBeagle
25. He Was So Close To Being Off The Hook Until Little Bro Misread The Wink
“My Grandma lived on a main road in Miami.
She had grapefruit trees in her yard that grew HUGE grapefruits. When I was little, my older brothers taught me to roll the grapefruits out into traffic and watch them splat as the cars drove by. They couldn’t see where the fruits were coming from because we hid behind the bushes to launch them. It was kinda like reverse frogger; the goal was to get a good splat.
When I was 15, grandma’s health was declining, so my family stayed at her house for a couple of days to get it cleaned out and ready to sell. I decided it would be fun to take my younger brothers out and show them the grapefruit splat.
After about 10 minutes of us hurling double-digit grapefruits out into traffic, one of us rolled a big, fat grapefruit right in front of a cop car without paying attention. We all ran to the backyard, but when I looked out front, my youngest brother Barry was still out there. Apparently he froze up.
I come walking up hurriedly to the police officers and tried to play it off… ‘What seems to be the problem, officer?’ I asked. ‘Who are you and where are this boy’s parents?” he asked. I replied, ‘I’m his older brother. My parents are at the grocery store, so I’m babysitting until they get back.’ The cop was super chill and goes, ‘OK, well, your brother was rolling grapefruits out into traffic, so we just stopped to explain to him why that’s dangerous.’ I looked over to Barry and winked to let him know that we were about to be off the hook and I said to the cop, ‘I’m so sorry, I’ll make sure to have a talk with him and it won’t happen again.’
Well, f*ckin Barry misread my wink as a taunt, so he looks up at the cops and goes, ‘He’s the one who showed us how to do it! He ran away when you stopped.
And my dad’s not gone, he’s inside!’
The cop looks down at me with a huge grin and says, ‘Let’s go see dad.’ I proceeded to get a huge a*s-kicking for bringing my brothers into something dangerous, then grounded for lying to the cops.” jerk-oh
24. He Was Friend Zoned And Shot Down
“Working as a medic a long time ago I get called for a leg injury at a Friday night soccer game. We get there and determine it’s most likely a torn ACL, painful but basically any hospital can handle and it’s not really a priority. So we explain to the patient it will pry be faster and a lot cheaper if she just wants to have someone else drive her to the hospital that’s literally around the block.
Here comes the white knight into our story. This guy oozed friend zone, explained how he’s a medical student going for his doctorate and she needs to go to the local trauma center, which is a good 30 min drive. We explain no, we’ll go to the local they can handle it, however, the patient pulls the nastiest look at us and says her friend knows more than my partner and I because he’s actually studying medicine and we’re just ambulance drivers.
My partner and I give each other that look. An ACL tear isn’t a priority for a trauma center, especially on a Friday night.
Drunk driving crashes and gunshot wounds are gonna be taking up the ER there. We oblige to the request with documented protest.
The friend rides with us, we make him ride upfront. He explains how the surgeon there is his friend and she’ll get seen right away. We roll in and sure enough, there’s about a dozen ambulance crews trying to unload patients in much worse cases than ours.
We get to triage after about 15 mins, and the nurse tells us to put her in the waiting room, she starts crying bloody murder. Cherry on top she asks her friend to do something, he calls his ‘buddy’ surgeon down.
Turns out not his buddy but one of his teachers who proceeds to yell at him about thinking that an ACL tear needs to come to a trauma center.
She could have been in and out of the hospital in an hour if she had listened to us.” Rectoral
23. He Has Two Hands But Only One Phone
“I was at a touristy place at the top of a big cliff. People were hanging around at the top, just enjoying the view, and this one guy was eating a sandwich while staring at his phone. After he was done, he couldn’t be bothered to find a trash can so he went to throw the sandwich wrappings off the cliff, but he got his hands confused and hurled his phone off the cliff instead.” Piano9717
Another User Comments:
“Reminds me of the time I had a ‘wishflower’ (seeding dandelion) and sucker, one in each hand.
Proceeded to get a mouthful of dandelion fluff.” deadcomefebruary
22. He Tried To Cheat Fate
“Two of my friends and I were playing Monopoly sometime around freshman year of high school. One of my friends owned all the railroads, meaning any player who landed on a railroad would pay him $200.
The entire game felt like I was just moving my token from railroad to railroad, paying my friend each time, having no opportunity to buy properties, and getting super frustrated (in reality it was probably only two or three times).
On my next roll, I quickly calculate which space I was going to land on as I start to move my token, and lo and behold, I was going to land on another f*cking railroad.
I gracefully slide (cheat) passed the railroad and plop my piece on the next space, Chance.
The chance card read something as follows: ‘Move token to nearest railroad. Pay owner twice the amount.’ I lost my sh*t.” tuesday_guy
21. She Didn’t Expect To Be Wearing Her Spaghetti
“During my lunch break at work a few years ago, I ran over to this convenience store that sold a few deli items and also had a lunch of the day special. That day it was spaghetti.
I walked into the store and headed to the back to the coolers to grab a drink and I start walking over to the line that was formed to grab lunch.
This older woman, who was talking to a woman not even close to the line, saw me walking and literally strong-armed me to get in front of me. She full-on shoulder checked me. The cashier saw it, looked at me and I just shook my head as if to not call her out on it.
She gets two orders of spaghetti. They come in a Styrofoam compartment tray. She walked towards the door and someone comes in that she knows so she’s saying hi. I pay for my food and I’m out the door.
As I’m walking to my truck, I hear a loud ‘OOOOOOOFFFFFFFFFFF.’ I turn around and this woman is planked on the ground with spaghetti and meat sauce all over her white shirt.” duckmunch
20. He Not Only Stole Gas But He Came Back In After He “Got Away” With It
“Worked at a convenience store several years ago.
This was back before gas pumps were all either card at the pump or prepay. It was about 7 am and the morning rush was on. A suspicious fella pulled up to our farthest away pump and positioned his car so that it was not easily visible from the building. This is a dead giveaway for someone who is going to drive off without paying. My manager and I watch this guy as we are ringing up other customers and sure enough when he filled up, he gets in the car and peels out making a run for the road. He leaves our lot via a small access rd that ends at a traffic intersection.
Red light. He stops for the light, then decides he needs to get the hell out of dodge and guns it again through the red light. When he does, he breaks his drive shaft. Car coasts to a stop right in the middle of the intersection.
The guy walks back INTO THE STORE, and asks if he can use our phone because his car breaks down! My manager says: ‘Sure, after you pay for the gas you just stole.’ Guy gets all indignant,’I didn’t steal no motherf*ckin gas!’ getting more and more agitated and confrontational. Just then two police officers walk in.
Now, these are two lady cops, both in their late 50’s early 60’s that usually are stationed at the local high schools but always stop in for a coffee and a pastry. These ladies are the nicest people you’d ever meet, always with smiles on their faces. As soon as they turn the corner after entering, they see the guy getting into it with my manager. Their demeanor’s changed in an instant, going from kindly grandmother to IM GOING TO KICK YOUR F*CKING TEETH IN in microseconds. They manhandle this guy away from my manager, push him up against the wall, cuff him and stuff him.
You know how you always think to yourself, ‘Why is there never a cop around when you need one?’ This time there was.” Macmordian1701
19. She Hit And Run But Didn’t Get Very Far
“A few years back, I was traveling on the interstate to meet some friends who attended a different college than I did for a weekend.
On the way there, I’m in the right-hand lane, minding my own business, when a car tries to cut me off. No big deal right? Except she ended up clipping my bumper and running me off the road, with her driving speeds of ~80-85mph. Other driver keeps on going along her merry way, while I’m on the shoulder attempting to contact the local police to report an accident.
5 minutes later, a state trooper pulls up behind me and asks what happened. I explain the situation, describe the other vehicle, including a partial license plate number, and he asked if my car was still drivable. After confirming that it was, he said, ‘ Just follow me up to this next exit – I got a call about a driver who is out of gas and needs assistance.’
We pull up to the next exit just shy of a gas station. Sure enough, it was the girl who was the other party in my hit and run. She tried to deny anything occurred until the trooper looked at my front bumper damage, and her back end damage, assessed the paint colors matched, etc.
Bonus is that her plate had the partial information I had gathered as she sped away.
Turns out, lady has no insurance and no license. Gets hauled off to jail on a hit-and-run, all because she couldn’t slow her a*s down and be a decent driver.” SpitFyre8513
18. He Was Pushed Into The Water So He Pulled Them In With Him
“Super simple, but I am notorious in my friend group of having a fear of water. I’m okay in pools since you can (hopefully) see the bottom but even shallow lakes rivers and oceans are a no go for me. Some friends ended up renting a boat and wanted to take it out on the lake and begged me to come out.
I kept telling them no way in hell would I ever willingly go out and sit in the middle of a lake.
Finally, I caved. They were friends and really wanted me to go. Someone said it could really help me face my fears. Even though I didn’t plan on getting in the water, I’m not going to wear jeans to the sunny ‘beach’ so I left my wallet, keys, and phone in the car. Within 10 minutes of getting to the middle of the lake, the buddy who suggested I ‘face my fears’ and I think his brother asks me if I got the time.
I shrug and tell them I left my phone back in my car.
They both lunge at me and start throwing me overboard. I latch on for dear life and fight as if the river is lava because to me it essentially is. I eventually realize I’m 100% going over and there is nothing I can do. Except let go of the railing I was gripping onto and instead grab them both as I pulled back and forced all three of us into the water.
Getting back on the boat was easy, it had a little ramp and ladder for climbing in/out and you can bet your a*s I was the first climbing back up.
The brothers got mad at me because they had their phones in their pockets and I ruined them. But everyone quickly pointed out that they pushed me in the water knowing I hated it and that they deserved it. They argued that they intentionally tried to make sure I didn’t have anything electronic on me but everyone shut them down.
They were allowed back on the boat when they apologized. My friend apologized and I actually did chip in to help him get a new phone later, but his brother swam back to shore and got even more upset and demanded I help him with his new phone since I helped his brother.
But he didn’t feel bad or think he did anything wrong so f*ck that guy.” redditwhileworking23
17. He Counted His Chickens Way Before They Hatched
“The company I work for requires you to pass a series of tests to be considered for employment.
The first test is general knowledge (idiot test) just to weed out people who aren’t that bright. I took my tests with 30 other people that day and 20 of them failed this test. 10 left.
The second test was general knowledge part 2 (the revenge of idiot test) and a further 7 people failed that test leaving just 3 people left.
The tests take a total of 8 hours and there are breaks in between. We were not allowed to leave the building during testing. If we had to leave then we would have to reschedule the tests for another day. I think this is because of fear of someone stealing a test booklet and finding the answers and different versions of the test at given on different days. The other two guys and I were stuck there together for the rest of the day so we got to talking in between tests.
One guy was older, maybe in his mid-fifties, early sixties and was bragging about how easy the tests were and couldn’t believe 27 people failed.
The other dude was my age at the time…pretty young for the job we were applying for. He was nervous and seemed happy he made it through the first two tests.
As I studied for the tests there was one that I wasn’t sure about. I knew I would have a hard time with that one and when they put out the docket for tests, I saw the hard one would be the last one on the list. My plan was to pass 4 of the tests and reschedule the 5th to give me more time to study.
All three of us passed the 3rd test and I had to listen to the old man gloat about how easy it was when the young guy and myself lamented it was harder than we thought.
The young said he knew all the math parts but the theory and hardware parts would be the most difficult for him. I said the math would be hard for me but I was confident with the hardware stuff. I was bluffing of course. I studied using old navy manuals that didn’t have anything about newer hardware so I was ignorant to that stuff. I, too, was strong in the math part because I found out we would be able to use calculators and my father-in-law gifted me his best old scientific calculator. The old man called us both stupid if we thought that was hard and was in for a shock if we actually got the job.
I sit down for test #4 thinking it was the math test according to the docket…but when I opened her book I found out it wasn’t. It was the hardware test. I raised my hand and asked to reschedule because of the mixup and she said that was impossible after I opened the booklet. I freaked out…
My whole life was riding on this test. I moved here for the job and if I didn’t get it I wouldn’t be able to afford an apartment. I calmed myself and just tried to answer using context clues and deductive reasoning…
After the test, I asked the young guy how he did and he said he was sure he failed it.
I said me too. This launched the old man into a tirade about how he has worked in this industry for 25 years and if I thought the tests were hard now then I was going to never make it in real life. This went in for 20 mins. About how my generation was weak and stupid and he feared for the future. He said he knew that test like the back of his hand.
The old man failed. And the young guy and I passed.
He didn’t say a word and just got up and walked out.
I didn’t say a word either.
I just smiled as he left.
After the old man left the other young guy went the f*ck off laughing and making fun of him. Talking about how we ‘got this’ since we had our calculators and he was talking about how he hopes we work together and how cool of a story it would be. He went to the payphone and called his GF and told her it was in that he was going to pass and that she can start looking for a new house and everything.
He had his calculator out playing with it while we waited for the last test.
It was a TI-82 graphing calculator. I was sh*tty in math in high school so I never took high-level math…but my friends did…and I loved playing with their TI calculators (this was before smartphones). I looked at it for a minute and something hit me.
Holy sh*t…this calculator didn’t have scientific functions on it at all. No octal no hexidecimal, nothing. He assumed since it was so fancy it did, but it didn’t.
I told him this and he went white. What do you mean he said. So I showed him in my old beat-up calculator how I do number conversions and he didn’t have the buttons to do it.
Now being the over preparing dude I am…I learned how to do it on paper in the event we couldn’t use calculators. He was not so studious. So I tried to give him a crash course on how to do it on paper and write out number lines and all that. He wasn’t getting it. I said maybe he should ask to reschedule and get another calculator. He suggested I give him mine since I knew how to do it on paper.
Uh…man…you are cool and all but I just met you. I’m not good at math and this is the rest of my life we are talking about.
I’m sorry I need mine.
He refused to reschedule saying he got this far and would be fine.
BUT silver lining the 4 tests he passed qualified him for another job that paid almost the same but it was not as good and the one we were going for.
I got the job and have been here for 19 years now.
That day taught me to always be humble and never count your chickens.” blackjesushiphop
16. She Was Told No So She Documented Everything
“When I worked as a case manager as an MHMR, we had a new department supervisor come in and she was the worst.
Every single person but myself and another case manager quit within the month of this woman starting. I really liked my job and it was also my internship site for my master’s degree so I needed to stay employed there.
Since so many people quit, this lady got permission to hire and it soon became obvious that she wanted to get rid of anyone she hadn’t hired and have a department full of people she had personally chosen (surprise surprise, most of her hires were sh*tty just like her).
On top of being an awful human, she also had very little background in mental health and gave truly awful ‘supervision’ when it came to clients and getting them the services they needed.
Since I wasn’t a part of the people she had hired, I knew she would try to get rid of me so I made sure to document document document everything. Any time I staffed a client with her, I would document her advice in that person’s chart as well as the actions I took due to her advice. I also kept a detailed paper trail and would email her questions about policy so that I’d have a record of her answers which usually were the opposite of what our policy actually was. She even started walking to my desk to verbally give me answers to the questions I sent via email and I’d have to make up some excuse as to why I needed her to answer in an email.
Like I would tell her a parent or client had asked and I wanted to be able to give them a verbatim answer. I could tell she hated it.
Anyway, several months later, I staffed a client with her who I believed needed to be hospitalized and wanted to run it by her first as she demanded. The kid was suicidal, homicidal, and impulsive which is a recipe for disaster. She disagreed that this kid needed hospitalization and told me to refer the client to another agency because apparently the client was too high risk for us but didn’t need to be hospitalized? I tried to get her to agree to just calling a crisis to assess her but she denied that as well.
I documented what she told me to do and referred out. Well literally a day later, this kid gets his hands on a gun before going to school and gets in a ton of trouble obviously (thankfully he was stopped as soon as he stepped through the metal detectors). Mom is p*ssed that my agency just referred him out and didn’t get him the help he needed and a day later he plans to shoot up his school. My supervisor’s supervisor is p*ssed as this is a PR nightmare and comes down on my supervisor but since I was the direct care staff assigned to this client, my supervisor blamed it all on me.
I ended up getting fired for my ‘negligence.’ However, the higher up of course carefully went through this kid’s records and saw all of my documentation regarding the awful decisions my supervisor had made which lead the higher up to investigate even more. Basically there was Medicaid fraud being committed, this lady was lying about her mileage and being reimbursed way more than she should, and all this other lovely stuff. So she was fired as well. I was asked to come back but f*ck that place and its corruption.” omglookawhale
15. He’s Laughing All The Way To The Bank
“I once worked for a startup company, and they missed one of my paychecks.
It wasn’t a gigantic deal to me because they were a bit strapped for cash and we had a big release coming soon, and I was decently paid anyway, so I just said, ‘f*ck it.’
They then fired me two days before release, making it sound like I had been inadequate despite zero indication from them that I was such before that day.
So I made the proper legal arrangements to recoup my missing paycheck and told them I’d be going to Labor & Industry (I had already filed a complaint) because if they were going to fire me after I worked 70 hours a week for over a month to try and meet their deadline, out of nowhere, I sure as f*ck wasn’t going to cut them the slack of an entire paycheck.
I got my paycheck, they went out of business because they were corrupt and had been misusing investor funds for years before this unbeknownst to me.” minigunman123
14. Her Boss Did Everything Wrong
“Current job, previous manager. I was on a team of 2, and when the lady I worked alongside with quit, they decided not to replace her. I have a young child, who as children so often do, gets sick a lot. Being the only person on my team (and the most important role for our office to function since it is literally the first step in all our processes), I had a very hard time whenever I used my paid-time off (PTO) with short notice.
I had given my manager multiple ways to fix the issue, but she never would hear any of it. She also was in a remote office so she had n0 clue what I did with my day. She finally sent me a very angry email basically telling me I could not use my PTO for emergencies all the time when my son got sick. I wrote back a long, detailed list of every method I suggested to fix the issue, along with the fact that I was the only person in my position for months, and that our company policy states in bold letters that using PTO because you or your loved one is sick is not only acceptable but encouraged.
My manager responded to my email by stating she would forward my concerns to HR and that I should probably polish up my resume…
But HR was in our office that day. For the first time in 6 months. Great coincidence, right? So I went in, asked if I could speak about an issue concerning my manager, and explained everything as it happened. The HR rep had this look on her face like she was going to murder someone. She asked me to forward the entire email chain to her, which I did. Then she called me back to talk to her.
A few people I talked to were aware that the manager and I had issues, and the lead of every team in our office basically told the HR rep that the entire office can’t function without me and that I’ve been doing the work of 3 people for 9 months.
Later that day, my manager sent me a very angry message over email basically saying I was fired and that I was to pack my things immediately for failing to do my job and because I was causing a hostile work environment. I forwarded this to the HR rep, and then walked to her office and asked if I should pack my stuff.
She looked at me, and in a single, sweet sentence said: ‘Not a chance, she’s royally f*cked.’ And that’s basically how my manager went from making $80k a year to being fired on a Wednesday with no compensation, no benefits, and no way to collect unemployment. All around a productive day.” tysquirt
13. Their Teacher Was The Last Person That Should Be Teaching
“When I was in University, I did a six-month exchange program in Spain. I took 4 classes while I was there and all had an equivalent credit at my university in Canada. I was getting As in all of my classes except one class where I was really struggling.
Getting a failing grade on an assignment in that class finally broke me. The prof for this class was the worst. It was an intermediate Spanish class and he was marking us like he thought we should all be writing Shakespeare. Not only that but how he told us to complete assignments versus how he marked them would be completely incongruent. He expected us to be doing things that he never taught us and he should not have been expecting in the first place from an intermediate Spanish class. I realized it wasn’t just my problem when the girl from France, whose Spanish was far better than anyone else in the class, started crying one day after she got an assignment back and begging to understand why she was marked so poorly.
He just pointed at her assignment like that was the only explanation required and then ignored her after that. There was no way to drop the class or switch into another because of the way it was built into the exchange program so I decided I would start emailing the teacher constantly after he gave us assignments, clarifying every little point, coming back with follow up questions to try and figure out what the hell it was he actually wanted from us, spending way more time on assignments than they deserved. That way if I failed I would have this record showing how hard I was working in the class to bring to administration if I needed to fight it and all the discrepancies between how he provided assignments versus how he marked them.
A couple of days before the final exam, teacher evaluation forms came around and I could tell by how long it took all of us to turn them in that I wasn’t the only one in the class unloading on this guy. This was his first-semester teaching at the university so if his teacher evaluations didn’t go well he wouldn’t be invited back. If I failed this class then at least that a*shole wouldn’t be doing this to someone else next semester.
We get our final marks a week later and I’ve managed to pull a C- out of my ass. Great, just squeaked by.
Then with final marks dispersed he’s allowed to see his teacher evaluations. He sent an email to the entire class that night and lost his freaking mind. We’re talking sections with all caps, multiple exclamation marks, telling us how f*cking stupid we all are and how we don’t know what we’re talking about. He’s the greatest teacher alive and we’re all just bad students. Complete meltdown. The next morning I found another email, from the university this time, stating that professor a*shole is no longer with the university and will not be welcome back again followed by numerous apologies regarding his behavior.
I inquired about our grades in light of what happened but I guess they weren’t that apologetic because they refused to change them. Go figure.” FantasmaEnLaMaquina
12. His Friend Spilled The Beans And He Flipped Out
“In 7th grade, my teacher decided to use process drama to teach about the Holocaust. He told us we can hide anywhere in the building and if we successfully evade him looking for us, we will get a bunch of extra credit. Conversely, if we are caught, we will get 5 points for each other classmate we rat out. I hid successfully in the computer class under a spare tv cart that barely fit me.
My soon-to-be-not-friend had chosen poorly in the same room and was easily found. Upon walking out I very clearly remember him yelling, ‘Wait! [myname] is in the corner under the cart!’ I can’t remember ever being so mad at someone. Ratted out for a mere 5 points?! I yelled at him and definitely overreacted. The lesson being a process drama, that was kind of the point… To experience the fear and potential rage at your neighbors for ratting you out.
For those of you who don’t know, this lesson style is to give the student first-hand emotional connection to whichever content you’d like to teach.
It’s incredibly effective.” Yams_Garnett
11. She Decided To Get Dirt On Everyone
“I worked at Geek Squad at a failing Best Buy.
One day, a service order I had created was shown to me by a coworker.
‘Hey, looks like you made a mistake here. You checked this box, but that doesn’t make sense given what they brought the PC in to be repaired for.’
Me: ‘Yep, sorry, I meant to check this other box here. Let me fix it…’
Another coworker, ‘Hey, can I see that before you fix it?’
She takes it, walks over to the copier, makes a copy of it. Hands the original back to me.
Disappears to the back with the copy. Puzzling. Suspicious…
She and I were cool, always got along great, worked well together. Later on, I quizzed her on it.
“Things aren’t going that sh*tty for us yet, but they will get there. Trust me, you should be doing the same thing. Document every single mistake you can find on literally anyone you can. You’re going to need it.”
So I started doing the same. I had a hidden folder stashed somewhere. Copies of other peoples’ simple mistakes that happen all the time. Forgot to get a signature on this. Skipped a step on that. Checked the wrong field on a form.
Turns out, for a full year or 2 before they finally decided to shut the store down, management was firing anyone and everyone for any reason they could, in order to reduce headcount (or avoid potential severance if the store shut? I dunno, have to go ask them to be sure).
But they couldn’t fire anyone in Geek Squad without firing everyone else they had ‘dirt’ on. ‘Hey Bill, can you explain this mistake you made? This is going to get you fired.’
Bill: ‘While we’re talking about this, let’s review who else needs to be fired for simple mistakes,’ dumps out a folder full of dozens of mistakes from numerous other employees
They couldn’t exactly fire the entire Geek Squad, or all of customer service (we shared the same corner/area in the store).
They needed to reduce headcount but not fire entire departments, so we were left alone.” su1ac0
10. She Overpromised And Totally Underdelivered
“Oh man, when I was in school, I got teamed up with a girl to do a presentation on a country of our choosing for a government class. She wouldn’t let me choose the country or even compromise, she insisted on choosing. She then did nothing. Not one single thing but dodge my attempts to work on the project with her.
Finally, I did it all myself. I did the research and put the presentation together and wrote the paper despite asking her over and over to participate.
She did nothing. She lived the next street over from me so it’s not like scheduling was an issue. I silently seethed and let it go. A few days before it was due she asked: ‘What’s going on with the project?’
She almost died when I told her it was done and didn’t need her help anymore. I watched for days as she got more nervous knowing she was going to have to stand in front of everyone and not know a single thing that was going on. The day before I gave her a copy of the report, presentation, and notes for her to go over.
We were the first people called in class. I thought she was going to puke she was so nervous. It was bad for her. I was breezing through the presentation when the teacher noticed my partner hadn’t said anything. She started asking her questions and it went downhill fast. She was questioned why she knew nothing, what did she contribute exactly etc. The entire class squirmed in their seats it was so uncomfortable. I said nothing, just smiled and watched her crash and burn. I got an A, she did not.
The country she chose was Great Britain. It’s not that there is anything wrong with it but it was so easy.
We’re American, it’s not like we never learned about British history or government before. I wanted to actually learn something new and share it.” HolidayArmadilluhoh
Another User Comments:
“My son just had to deal with this same issue. He was assigned a partner, the partner does nothing. My son spends days researching the country, the traditions, culture, food, etc.
My son shows up to class with a 22 slide PowerPoint presentation and 30 homemade empanadas (he also had vegan and vegetarian options). He gets up and is giving the presentation when the teacher stops him, asks the other kid why he isn’t helping, and the kid just gulps air like a fish.
The teacher was a b*tch and refused to let my son finish the presentation because he hadn’t “made enough of an effort to include his partner” and gave him a B. Yeah, I went to the principal over that one.” Jedi_Belle01
9. She Killed Him With Kindness
“I used to work at an Apple store. I had a gentleman walk in and proceeded to attack me verbally over something out of our control. I apologized and tried to offer him a solution but instead, he told me to go f*ck myself and stormed out of the store.
As he quickly turned around and bolted out the store his wallet immediately fell out of his coat pocket and onto the floor in front of me.
I stared at it for a bit thinking to myself, ‘this is karma unfolding in front of my eyes.’
The best part about the whole thing was I decided to take the high road and give him his wallet instead of putting it in the lost and found. As I was walking through the crowded mall to hand it to him he had one of those mini heart attacks you have when you lose something important. As he looked up he saw me with the wallet in hand and a smile on my face. I just left him with a ‘Have a good day sir.’ Davidglo
8. They Tried To Warn Them About Their Own Land
“I have a farm in Africa with a large extended family.
It’s a small farm, family land for several generations. My cousins who live there are pretty much subsistence farmers; they eat what they grow, mostly corn (Maize). And there is a pond we fill to fish farm when it is not too dry (but it had been very wet and it has silted up). Anyway, I am visiting them, helping fertilize the field before planting. Now by ‘fertilize’ I mean the good stuff – three months of dung accumulated over Winter.
All of sudden a big Land Rover pulls up. Full of tourists (I think they were English by their accents). They are lost, trying to get to a resort far away.
We give directions. They don’t like that we have told them a long route — it really was the correct route. They tell us that the Land Rover can ‘go through anything’ and want to cut through the field. They offer to pay us. Well, would any farmer allow such a thing? We say no.
At some point, they just take off and drive right into the muddy pond that is hard to see because its overgrown this time of year. Land Rovers are wonderful for off roading. But several feet of mud and vines and weeds? They swirl, and turn, and back up, just getting more stuck.
Finally, they emerge on foot – through the mud.
We are so shocked we can’t even laugh until later. They walk up to us and sheepishly ask to hire a car.
We charged them well. We also charged the towing company that came to get their car. My cousins made a tidy sum. It is now the family joke that we should be growing tourist cars instead of Maize and fish….”MarquisDeGalliffet
7. She Believes In The Kindness Of Strangers
“When I was young, I saw my grandmother refuse to give money to a Gypsy woman outside of a cathedral in Italy. When I asked her why she told me ‘never give money to a beggar or they will never learn to take care of themselves.’
Later that day, her purse was snatched, losing her passport, traveler’s checks, etc.
From then on, I made sure to always offer something to people who ask me (food, clothing, blankets – just not money). I have found that the people who generally are in need are happy to accept, and the ones who aren’t will refuse me.
Years later, when I was attending Cambridge, I was heading into Sainsbury’s (a grocery store) and there was a Gypsy couple and their baby sitting on a blanket right outside. At the time there were signs in some of the shop windows saying ‘No Gypsys,’ so I offered to buy them groceries.
They thanked me profusely, asked if I could get some formula for the baby, some bread and a few other things, and when I came back out with their stuff, they tried to pay me for it all.
I laughed, waved them off, sat down with them and just talked for what seemed like hours.
I saw them around town a bunch of times, and I always offered to get things for them, and sometimes they’d accept and sometimes not. Sometimes they’d play music and I’d listen.
One night, I was walking home from a party, alone, and I hadn’t realized how late it had gotten. Suddenly, the street lamp next to me turned off. I walked a little further, and the next lamp turned off. Then, I heard footsteps behind me. I picked up speed, and so did they. More lamps darkened.
My shoes were wobbly on the street, and I couldn’t bring myself to run.
Suddenly, there were more footsteps behind me, and then some scuffling noises, and sounds of a fight, and suddenly I was startled as two arms hooked around mine, one person on either side of me had grabbed me.
A clear, familiar voice on my right said, ‘A lady shouldn’t be unescorted at night.’ I looked over, and the father of the little Gypsy family was holding me steady, patting my arm. I started to look back behind us and he stopped me with ‘Let’s get you back to your College, shall we?’
The three of us walked back to Clare with minimal small talk.
When we got to the guardhouse, they turned to me and said ‘Thank you for letting us walk you home.’ They saved my life that night and thanked me for it. Imagine that.
I finished my time there shortly after and never saw either again. If I ever knew their names, I’ve long forgotten them.
But I have never, ever forgotten that night, nor the men, and I continue to do everything I can to aid ‘street people.'” Source
6. She’s Extra Happy She Didn’t End Up Sitting There
“In 1982, as a foreign student in China, I bought a ticket for a bus trip through the countryside of Guangxi.
My (numbered) ticket was for a window seat, as I wanted to be in a position to photograph the stunning countryside. However, when I boarded the bus, I found a young man sitting in my assigned seat. I showed him my ticket, explained that I would appreciate the opportunity to sit by the window for this unique experience, and asked him please to move. He ignored me completely. So I sat in the aisle seat. About an hour or so into the trip, an elderly woman sitting in the row immediately ahead of us became motion-sick. She stood up, leaned out her window, and vomited.
The wind blew it back inside our window and all over the face and shirt of the uncooperative young man sitting in what should have been my seat.” Source
5. He’s Part DJ Part Superhero
“I was coming out of work from a nightclub in NYC 1993, a friend and I were walking towards the train station when we heard an older lady screaming ‘Help! Help!’ we saw a guy running away from the screams towards us with a woman’s purse in his hand. I don’t know why I did this but I pulled out my work ID badge (Plain work badge, not a security badge, I was just the DJ) they thief must have thought I was a cop and he immediately throws his hands in the air and without a struggle he throws himself to the floor, i told him to stay laying on the floor or he will be peppered sprayed (I had no pepper spray) a few minutes later the cops show up and arrest him.
the old lady was very grateful and was mostly worried about her pictures of her family she had in her purse. The bad guy got instant Karma and didn’t even get halfway down the block with the purse.” DJCanicus
4. Dad Was Quick To Weigh In On This One
“When I was 8 or so, I was playing outside my house and a kid rode his bike down my street. It was a pink bike with long streamers and a basket on the front. This is was probably 15 or so so he looked really out of place. Any-who, as he rode by I laughed out loud and said his bike is a girls bike (calm down, it was acceptable in the 80s to differentiate between girl’s and boy’s things)
Then I hear my name being called in a deep dad voice.
My dad had been in the garage and heard me accost the kid for his bike. So dad yells for the kid to come over which oddly enough he does (80s) and explains that I don’t know this kid from anyone and how I was being a little pr*ck for making fun of his bike. Then he made me look the kid in the eye and apologize. Kid wasn’t too hung up on it which was nice and everyone went on their way. It was a good teaching moment and a good learning moment. I often think about it if I’m thinking of being sh*tty to someone.” mcfuddlebutt
3. He Was Just Being A Nice Guy For Nice People In Need
“My boyfriend has a big GMC, and one winter it was really snowy and a bunch of cars had gone into the ditch, as ya do.
Because he’s a nice guy, he was spending his day off pulling people out for free. At one point, while he was helping someone, some a*shole FLEW by him, wailing on the horn and flipping him off out the window.
He got done pulling the car out and headed up the road in the direction that jacka*s had gone. A mile up the road, they found him standing outside of his car, which was now plowed into a giant f*cking tree.
Boyfriend honked his horn, waved, and kept driving. Dude just hung his head like a scolded dog.
Truly beautiful.” Carryoncrow
2. He Saved A Life And The Universe Paid Him
“After a few days of getting killed at the blackjack tables at Foxwoods, my friend and I spent our last night getting hammered.
Went back to the room and decided to order some room service. He ordered, and I went to grab some water from the vending machine. In the hallway were two old ladies, one of whom was having a massive seizure. I had just taken a CPR/First aid course a year or two earlier and just jumped in. Rolled her to her side, fished out her dentures, arm up under the head. Had her friend hold her in place, and ran back to the room to have my friend call security to get EMS up there. They got there and took her away.
She was awake and alert as they rolled her off. The next morning, we decided to hit the tables before we left. Not only did I win back all my losses, but I left up with about $4,000.” jdizzle161
1. She Got A Gold Star For Good Work
“I went to a local playground with my sister and her kid and, as we walked in the gate, we passed two women chatting. One of them had a baby in a buggy and the baby dropped its toy.
The mother wasn’t looking so I just picked it up, gave it back to the kid, and we carried on walking to a bench nearby.
At the bench next to us was a woman with a little girl who was about four. They were discussing something quietly and then the mother said, ‘OK. Go on!’ as if giving in to the girl.
The girl then proceeded to march over to me, say, ‘This is for being helpful!’ sticking a gold star on my arm, and then going back to her mother.
Gold star, yaaaay!” Source
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